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Muddlehead (Read It If U R Fond Of Humour) - Poem by arwa kachwala

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OH! WHAT A MUDDLEHEAD WAS HE, THE MAN I MET IN KENTUCKY.HE WORE HIS SOCKS ON HIS NOSE, AND HIS TIE ON HIS TOES.PROUD OF HAVING FIFITY PENCE, HE WENT TO THE MARKET TO BUY A FENCE.OH! WHAT A MUDDLEHEAD WAS HE, THE MAN I MET IN KENTUCKY.

THE NEXT DAY I SAW HIM IN A REASTAURANT, TRYING TO FLAUNT, HE ORDERED, A CUP OF BREAD, AND A SLICE OF TEA.OH! WHAT A MUDDLHEAD WAS HE, THE MAN I MET IN KENTUCKY.

THE NEXT DAY I SAW HIM AT THE STATION, AND THIS IS SOMETHING I REALLY HAVE TO MENTION, LOOKING AT THE BROWN TRAIN HE SAID, “OH MY GOD THIS IS FILLED WITH GRAIN! ”AND LOOKING AT THE BLUE SEATS HE SAID’“OH MY GOD THIS IS PAINTED USING GRAIN! ”